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Cinnamon
She was always wrapped in cinnamon.
Her aroma was a mixture of brown and gold oak
stacked together like firewood,
as was her house on the side of the mountain
made from a similar material, -
In the Name Of the Idiot, the Betrayer, And All Lying Bigots. Amen.
I've crossed into the spirit world
I've found that it looks strange.
Everything that I was told
Its really not the same.
Where is the trumpet fanfare?
The golden bridge to cross?
The hovel I had slid down -
That Tiny Wooden Cabin
Waving my goodbye out the windows of the
Gray Coach bus for the last time
Was so hard.
It was hard to admit I was
Really going to miss that place
Something about the fact that’s it’s so final -
The neighbors got a karaoke machine
My neighbors got a karaoke machine.
It spews bright orange and blue patterns around their fences,
our fences.
And there's a disco ball
whose glitter is filtering through their windows,
our windows. -
Where, is the Ball?
Here! Over here!
I've discovered it all.
Rejoice and be gladd for I've found the ball.
The orenge and blue one
With the green on the stem.
Oh never mind,
Thats a mad mother hen.
I got it! Don;t worry! -
202won
I jumped and cried and jumped some more,
My tears now sat there on the floor.
We hugged, for once, we hugged so long –
The seven of us. Last day gone.
I sniffled and laughed and sniffled some more,
Loves
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Fall’s Reminder
The stars begin to realign,
Opening new doors,
As summer starts to resign.
With whispers of love anew,
Fall changes what we once knew.
Bringing us a new gentleness.
One made out of love,
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An exotic, old feeling
Love is a new, familiar taste that’s different every time.
Once you fall back in,
You feel everything all over again.
It’s an exotic sensation.
Who said falling in love was a graceful experience?
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Time Stands Still
In my heart, I'll turn back the time.
I'll see you again, but not in my dreams
I'll relive each moment when I wished for more
But will something change this time? -
Sorry
Sorry stopped meaning something the last ten times you said it
“I’m Sorry”
You said, yet the meaning wasn’t there
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The Missing Piece
Your absence leaves a constant hole in the world.
That hole is the space that I go to when I miss you.
But you're not there anymore.
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The Selfless Teacher
The third-grade teacher who was always more than her job description demanded she be.
She was the one who held you when you'd cry,
supported you through academic challenges.